Chapter 422: Kill You, Don't Let Me Do It

This bone is softened by wealth and gentleness, right?

Feng Zhou sneered, stepped forward, and shouted: "You are a fox and a tiger, and you are a bully, can you be guilty?"

"Guilty! Guilty! Disciple Guilty!"

Feng Zhou stretched out his left hand, captured the dragon and controlled the crane skill, and instantly sucked the purple gourd into his hand, sealed his mouth, and shouted here: "Poor Dao snatched your magic weapon and destroyed your magic circle, can you be convinced?"

"The disciple is convinced, and the heart is convinced. "Uyan's neighbors are bleeding and crying out in desolation.

He kowtowed desperately and never looked up, just because she knew that her eyes showed infinite resentment and resentment, and at the same time, she deeply felt the strength of the other party, and knew that she was powerless to fight now.

He made up his mind, even if he threw himself to the ground now, he would surrender to this little Taoist, after all, the other party was only twenty years old, and he was held by a great elder, and he would soon be fluttering, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and when the time came, he would definitely be able to kill this little Taoist.

"If this little Taoist priest stops now and lets me go, then let you live a few more days, if you want to kill me now, I have to use the life-saving dzi. ”

Thinking of this, Wuyan Alin kowtowed, and his right hand was already ready to pick up the life-saving magic weapon on his wrist.

How did he know that Feng Zhou seemed to be only twenty years old, but he was an old goblin who had lived for hundreds of years. How could he hide his little demeanor from Feng Zhou's eyes?

Feng Zhou took a step forward, and as soon as his eyes turned, he had already seen Wuyan Alin quietly picking up a string of dzi on his wrist.

Each dzi is shining, and there is a faint talisman spell of a great monk on it, which is enough to resist the attack of swords and guns.

"If what I expected is correct, it is a talisman magic weapon applied by the great virtuous monk with the secret mantra of Buddhism, and when it encounters a crisis, it can burst open, emitting a protective golden light, resisting the enemy's powerful attacks, and even having the strength to fight back. From this point of view, the foundation of this black witch cult itself will not succeed after all, and it will have to rely on the help of Buddhism. ”

Thinking of this, Feng Zhou glanced at Pang Yong, who was still sluggish, and sneered: "Since you are convinced, then go and die!"

After that, hold the thunder in your hand and wave it suddenly!

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt snaked like a long dragon, making a crackling sound, and attacked Wuyan Alin.

"Why are you still ......?"

Wuyan Alin was shocked, but the movements in his hands were not slow, and he stretched out his hand and held a dzi.

The heavenly bead suddenly burst open, and countless golden charms flew in the air, and finally condensed into a layer of Buddha light in the void. Faintly, there is also a young bald monk sitting together in the light of the Buddha.

The thunder and lightning of the sealed boat hit the Buddha's light, and suddenly there was an explosion, and the thunder and lightning came to naught, and the Buddha's light disappeared, and it turned out to be the same end.

"With this, can you stop me?"

Feng Zhou laughed, raised the bronze short sword in his hand, and slashed in the air here, slashing in the air.

"Bang! bang!"

But after such a slowdown, Wuyan Alin had already picked off the string of dzis, and suddenly threw them, and the dzi that were crystal clear and translucent, faintly showing the Buddha's light, suddenly all exploded, turning into a nine-sided golden light barrier, an invisible but visible air barrier, above these nine air barriers, there was a young monk on each layer, and the nine layers were united, turning into a great monk of light and shadow, I saw him open his eyes and get up, bow his head to Feng Zhou, and fold his head: "Donor, please stop!"

It turns out that this string of dzi is a gift from the monks of the Tuoshan Temple in Zhongjingtan. There were a total of fifteen dzis, each of which had been sealed with a talisman spell by the Circle Mage, which was enough to block the attacks of the swords and spears.

In the past two years, five have been used by Wuyan Alin. This time, the ten full explosions are certainly powerful, but from now on, it also means that he no longer has a talisman.

Feng Zhou frowned, and let out another thunderbolt.

"Boom!"

Thunder and lightning were like swords, slashing at the nine-layer light screen, and there was no response.

This Buddhist defense treasure can still have such a wonderful use.

Feng Zhou stood with his hands in his hands, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You think you are safe?"

"Little Daoist, when this seat returns to the north, I will definitely show the sect master, and when the time comes, my Dark Witch Sect masters will come out, and I will definitely be able to join forces to kill you!"

As a royal worshipper and a great elder of the Dark Witch Sect, when did he suffer such resentment?

Even the Dajin Emperor, you can't say kill him.

"Hehe, the poor road wants you to die, and it's not practical for me to do it myself. ”

Feng Zhou ignored the great monk who appeared on the qi barrier, and looked directly at Wuyan Alin, who was hiding in the barrier, and smiled.

Wuyan Alin's eyes showed a smug look and said with a smile: "My Dharma Protector Dzi is enough for you for half an hour, let your mana reach the sky, and don't want to hurt a finger of me...... Ahh

He suddenly let out a scream, and lowered his head in disbelief, only to see the tip of a sword pierce his heart and emerge from the front.

Look at the tip of the sword, winding like a snake, like gold and iron, but it was very sharp, and it easily pierced his body and heart.

In an instant, in addition to the incomparably severe pain, Wuyan Alin could clearly feel his mana flowing away like a flood, and he was shocked and shouted desperately, but he couldn't say a word.

At this moment, his mana was already exhausted, and he relied on those ten dzi to save his life, but who would have thought that someone would pierce his heart with a sword behind him.

He is a man, not a god.

Pierced through the heart, only death.

But Feng Zhou himself stood outside the barrier, and there was only one puppet Pang Yong by his side.

Wuyan Ah Lin turned his head to look in disbelief, but saw Pang Yong pull out a strange sword, a pair of eyes were clear and transparent, where was a little sluggish!

"Someone cracked my big puppetry, how is that possible? When did he do it?"

Wuyan Alin was speechless, so he had to look at Pang Yong, his eyes full of death.

Pang Yong snorted coldly and said, "I've come to my senses, but you never know what's going on!"

After speaking, he raised the strange sword in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he cut off the head of Wuyan Alin.

Uyan Alin's eyes were round, and there was still incredulity in his eyes.

He is the Great Elder of the Dark Witch Sect, with profound mana, and a "Great Puppet Technique" that controls the minds of the living, and can also stimulate his bones, skin, and flesh, making him as iron as steel, and will always be under his command.

Moreover, the Black Witch Cult is powerful, although the number is small at present, but it has close contacts with the royal family, and has a lot to do with several Buddhist temples, Taoist temples, and shamanism in the north.

What's more, he walked on the border of the Song Kingdom, a vassal of the Dajin Kingdom, and he should travel unhindered.

But unexpectedly, Feng Zhou directly ruined everything for him.

not only cracked his mana, but also arranged a secret hand, and he didn't even do a good job of losing it, when did he dissolve the "big puppet technique" he imposed on Pang Yong, making him an assassin who assassinated Qingji.

All this happened too quickly, and the Great Elder Wuyan Alin had not had time to react, and he had already been killed by Pang Yong.

At this time, Feng Zhou looked at the monk in the light screen, and said with a smile: "Even if the master stops me for half an hour, can he protect Wuyan Alin?"

The monk's eyes darkened, and he whispered, "Amitabha." Immediately, the figure disappeared, and the nine-layer light screen slowly disappeared.

"The Great Elder of the Dark Witch Sect was killed so easily?"

Su Shilie Hu Ra looked at all this dumbfounded, and he couldn't believe it.

The White Lady and Xiaoqing were also surprised, and they didn't react for a while.

When the nine barriers appeared, the sealing boat did not open with a single blow, and they thought that Wuyan Alin could save his life, but in the blink of an eye, it was the puppet Pang Yong behind him who took out a strange sword from his arms and stabbed Wuyan Alin to death from behind.

When did he unlock Pang Yong's controlled sanity?

When did you give Pang Yong such a strange sword?

Because this sword is brilliant and has a strange shape, the sword body is like a snake coiled. The head of the snake constitutes the tip of the sword, the tail of the snake is hidden and the hilt of the sword, and at a glance it is not an ordinary product, and it is impossible for a puppet to grasp it.

The white lady's heart at this moment was shocked.

Where is this a little Taoist, he is clearly a demon king, he is scheming, and he is in the ashes, I don't care what the other party's origin is, no matter how strong the magic power is, it's useless to have a big background, as long as you provoke him, he will be killed.

Pang Yong strode over, held the sword in both hands, handed it to Feng Zhou, knelt on one knee on the ground, and shouted: "Pang Yong has real help today, he will see the light of day again, get rid of the demon cave, great kindness, and unforgettable." ”

"This young Taoist priest will definitely shock the world in the future. ”

The white lady looked at him deeply, and then turned her head to look at Xiaoqing.

At this time, Xiaoqing, with a gentle face, looked at Feng Zhou's eyes, as clear as water, full of admiration.